Day 69

The shaft of the daylight melts the dirty panes
The stench of life pulls them out from their dreams
Those living wastes on the streets outside
Woken up again with no place to hid

Daily food like shit and beer
Daily bread as tough as steel
And this taste is stronger than heroine
I open cardboard door to see
An empty faces flowing by...like a stream
As a river of shit pours over me
The secretions of city mass machine
Sewers running through my veins
Acid corroding remains of my brain...